((An: I feel like I'm on a roll here. But alas I do not own Naruto)

Two signatures and peace will hold. She sighed as Jiraiya explained the seal and she did not like her odds.

The proximity seal was anchored to Gaara's chakra but it was mixed with the demons, while overloading it was about the only feasible way to remove it. It would also likely result in her death and the chakra used to overload it might just be the new target of the proximity seal. The control seal was slapped on as an afterthought for the invasion. It was easily remedied, though the marks would remain.

Jiraiya and her father accompanied them into their apartment. Not that this was the most comfortable thing for a father to bear witness too.

She yanked her shirt off when her father turned his back to them, "remove the puppetry seal and carve through it make sure it can't be reactivated or turn it into a storage seal for all I care."

She sat down in the floor and Jiraiya sighed, "this is going to hurt try not to move too much."

She wrapped her arms around her knees and leaned forward. Gaara sat down in front of her.

Rikka bit her lip when the blade sliced into her back and she twitched remembering Kabuto's sneering grin. Jiraiya continued his work and she bit back every impulse to jerk away. Cool green eyes watched her and it was unfathomable what they saw. But it was comforting in a way knowing he had been screwed over just as much as she had been.

Jiraiya wiped the blood away and stood up, "you are good to go Rikka. Have a medic check that out. We'll be outside if you need us. Anbu is guarding the window." He stepped out.

My father lingered, "you sure about this?"

All I could do was nod. We would talk later.

Gaara was watching me, "do you know what they expect of us?" I nodded, it was no surprise even for our age kunoichi had different teachings than the boys, but with his Jinchuuriki status chances were he never had a fair shot in his village anyway.

"Take off your pants." I sighed.

I pulled my pants off as he did the same. It was clumsy and awkward, Fitting for the situation. I never much expected to be married at 12. But my villages needs came before my own. I guess for Gaara the same.

Gaara was watching me after it was over, "why?"

"Guess the same question as you? Why didn't you let them force your brother into this marriage."

"You would probably kill him and you can't walk fifteen feet away without twitching so I assumed that's how far away from me you can go before the seal goes off. So why have to remain around my brother constantly when I'm the source of your troubles."

"They can't sacrifice another leaf ninja to the sand. This is our problem."' I watched those cool green eyes and I saw a shred of understanding there. We're the problem for the other and the solution to the village.

Rikka set tea cups out for the three of them as Kakashi sat down across from Gaara. "So I hear you were spending time with my daughter before the invasion. Any particular reason?"

"Dad!" She dropped a rice ball in front of him. "Don't you think it's a little late to interrogate him. I've been bought sold and marked. Return to sender does not apply with us." She placed a rice ball on Gaara's plate before she sat down herself.

"Curiosity. But she is more skilled than the others." He turned his gaze to her, "you did a number on Baki the medics don't understand how you caused such damage to one of the jounin."

"I clearly didn't do a good enough job. He still caught me on the retreat." She bit her lip. She had to get better.

"So where do we go from here? You can't exactly kill Gaara, we're not sure what that would do to me. More so, he wasn't aware of what was going on. Genin's were need to know is my best guess." Rikka was staring at her father.

He sighed, "Gaara's a Jinchuuriki. He's targeted by his home village more often than not by the way they react around him. You have the blood of Senju. How the sand got that information is where we're going to have to start."

"How is she descended from the first or second Hokage?" Gaara was looking at her now.

"I'm not. Not in the traditional sense." Rikka was sipping her tea now, "in all reality Orochimaru could have passed this information along without much qualm. There is no way he didn't recognise me as one of the proctors. There's no way he wouldn't recognize the person he helped create, the mission baby ruse was good for awhile but even then our own council has been placing me on missions more and more that involve Naruto. There's no way that old warhawk didn't know about me."

Kakashi was calm, "you have a point but what I want to know is what happens when you can't do what they want?"

"Divorce is always an option." She glanced at Gaara, "although murder might be the best alternative."

"For who?" Gaara was looking at the two of them, "If I kill you my village will just try harder to end my existence. If you kill me there is a chance the patched up alliance will break. If an outside source kills either one of us then the leaders will just assume it's the other."

"You assume I was thinking about you. Nah. I got bigger fish in mind." She stared him down, "what are your plans?"

"Hunting." He stared into crimson eyes.

"So we can agree on something."

(An: Woot woot two chapters in a day! With love KC)